Retirement sex

23-Oct-23

2060 words | 3 |4.59

By PO469

After my wife died, I moved to a retirement apartment complex.

I was a widow for two years when I decided to sell our large lakefront home and get an apartment in a senior complex. I got plenty for our home, which was free and clear, plus we had life insurance, savings, a pension, and social security. I was not rich, but I was not hurting for money to live on and to do some things that I thought I would enjoy.

My name is Casey. I am a 67 year old white male. I’m 6’1” and weigh 187 pounds. I am still in good shape for my age. My manhood is a little over six inches when erect. It helps these days if I use a little pill for help to get as hard as I was, many years ago. My wife and I had a very good sex life, right up till she died.

I searched around and found what looked like the perfect place. It has 300 units, outside of L.A. The one I liked was a two bedroom that was over 1000 square feet in size. I had a bedroom big enough for a king sized bed, plus the second bedroom would be my den. The complex had a lot of amenities, like pools, a big hot tub spa, gym, common area lounge, and more. I was able to come close to matching the closing date of the house with the available date for the apartment.

I used the two week gap between those two dates to take a little trip to Mexico, where I rented a waterfront villa in a large, gulf side, beach resort town. A cab driver took me to an office, where I picked up (or hired) this cute fifteen year old Mexican whore, with a spectacular body, and kept her with me for three days as my ‘guide’. That’s what the company, where I found her, called her. She spoke passable English.

We did take a couple cab rides around the city, so she could show me the sites, but mostly we stayed in the villa and fucked. She stayed naked, unless we went out to eat or anything. I lost track of the number of times I fucked her, mostly in her cunt or mouth, although I did give it to her in the ass a couple of times. She did not object to sucking me clean, after every fuck. She orgasmed often and loudly, but part of it was probably faked. At the end of the three days, I gave her a nice tip, that she did not have to tell her boss about. I also spent two days, when I did not have her with me, fishing. It was a great trip.

Back in L.A., I settled into the apartment and started looking around the area and the complex. It was very pleasant and not far from the ocean.

One day, about a month after I moved in, I went into the common area lounge to check it out. There were several couches and overstuffed chairs, and tables for games. There was a pool table, two large TVs and a big library.

It turned out that I was the only one in the lounge at that time. As I was looking at some books, another person came in. I briefly looked. It was a tiny Asian woman, probably five feet tall and weighing well under a hundred pounds. I guessed that she was well into her seventies.

She saw me and walked over. “Konnichiwa “, hello in Japanese. She bowed a little. She pointed to herself and said, “Yoni.” I gathered that she was telling me her name, so I pointed at myself and said that my name was Casey. She bowed again, so I also did.

She looked me up and down, spending some time looking at my crotch. She looked back in my eyes, pointed and said, “You get hard?, I suckie, I swallow, you come my mouth.” She pointed at her key and said, “213.” Then she bowed again and left.

For three days I smiled every time I thought about Yoni. I had heard stories about how much sex happened in retirement homes. I had not really believed them. Maybe they were right. One afternoon I started feeling horny. I decided to say hello to Yoni. I took a pill.

I found apartment 213 and knocked on the door. Yoni opened the door and smiled. She bowed and stepped back so I could enter. I shut the door behind me. “Konnichiwa, Mr. Casey. You come to see Yoni. I happy.” She had me sit down in a chair, and she went and got some drinks. I guessed that they were Sake. She got down on her knees, in front of me, and handed me one of the little glasses. She waited for me to take the first sip before she drank any. Yoni was wearing a kimono. After her first sip of her drink, she removed it and was naked underneath. She bowed her head and then looked back up at me. Her body was very small and quite wrinkled. Her tits were also very small, and as you would expect of a woman her age, they sagged down onto her chest.

She laid her forehead on my knees and then got up. “Stand. I remove clothes.” I stood, and she very delicately removed my clothes, and folded them neatly on a nearby chair. I was starting to get hard. Now we were both naked. “I suck Mr. Casey, Please?” She dropped back to her knees, and I sat back in the chair. Then something that I did not expect, happened. Yoni removed her teeth and set them on the table.

She put one of her small hand around the base of my cock. Next, she leaned forward and slid her mouth down over my prick till she came to her fist. Then she started moving up and down on me. Her hand and her mouth moved in unison. Her hand moved the loose outer skin slide over my hard inner shaft, and I saw her cheeks pull in as she sucked on my cockhead.

For five minutes she sucked and stroked, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. She was giving me an excellent blowjob. Then I moaned as I felt my balls tighten and start to pump my seed into her mouth. Yoni did not stop until nothing more came out. She pulled off, showed me her mouth full of my slime and then swallowed. She put her forehead back on my knees for several seconds. Then she stood and bowed again.

She went and brought us new glasses of sake. We took several minutes to drink it and while we drank, I asked her questions, and she answered them. She told me that she was born in Tokyo and that she gifted her virginity to her father on her twelfth birthday. She said that she worked as a bathhouse whore from age fourteen to eighteen, mostly with American soldiers. I asked if that meant that that she was a geisha girl. She said no, and explained that a geisha is a Japanese hostess, trained to entertain men with conversation, dance, and song, not a whore or prostitute. Sometimes sex happened, but that is not the geisha’s job.

She told me that she came to the US when she was nineteen, that she never married and had no children. She got a job as a secretary, and worked at it all her life, till she retired. Yoni said that she had been with very many men, to please them. She said that she liked sucking cock the most, and loved the taste of cum. She said that different men had different tasting cum, but she liked it all, and that I had wonderful cum.

When our drinks were finished, she stood and told me to come to her bed. I followed her to her bedroom. It was decorated to look very Japanese. I expected to fuck her now, but she told me to lay on the bed on my stomach. I did. She then spent several minutes giving me a massage, she started with my neck and shoulders and worked her was down to my feet and toes. Then she went back to my neck and started to gently kiss her way down along my spine. When she got to my tailbone, she spread my ass cheeks and spent a long time licking, and sucking my asshole, and probing it with her tongue. It felt great. I had never had that done to me.

Then she had me roll over. She then massaged my front, without touching my, hard again, cock. After finishing, she repositioned and licked the pre-cum off the tip of my shaft. She did not take me in her hand this time. She slid her mouth down my length until her nose was pressed against me and buried in my pubic hair, and my cockhead entered her throat. She started giving me great head. Over and over, her lips were just caressing the end of my manhood, and then I was in her throat again. Her hand gently squeezed my ball sack.

I always lasted longer, when I was going for seconds. She kept up a steady throat fucking rhythm for almost fifteen minutes before she felt my sack tighten. She plunged her head down, with my cock as deep in her throat as it would go and held herself there as I emptied my balls straight down her throat. She finally pulled off, and I told her how good I thought she was. She smiled and bowed again.

Yoni got up and retrieved my clothes and assisted me in getting dressed. Then she put her kimono back on and walked me to her door. She told me that she very much enjoyed my visit and that she hoped I would come and see her again, soon. I went back to my apartment, a happy man, after an oral sex session with a toothless old woman.

A few days later, I was walking to the mailbox to see what, if anything, was in it, when I came to another woman. She looked to be American or European. I guessed that she was my age or a couple years younger than me. She was maybe 5’9” and a little large, with big breasts. She had to be wearing a heavy duty bra to keep them up and as well shaped as they were. Her blouse exposed a lot of cleavage. I was sure gravity would take over when she was not wearing a bra. I got a mental picture of me sliding my cock between them, while she pushed them tightly around it, and having her kissing the end of it, each time I pushed forward, till I sprayed cum on her face.

She came to me and smiled. “Hi, I’m Sherry. Nice to meet you. There aren’t many attractive men here at the apartments.” I smiled and thanked her and told her that my name was Casey. “I saw you go to Yoni’s apartment a couple days ago. You should come visit me. You might like spending time with me, even more than with Yoni. My apartment is 116.” I told her that I might do that. Then we went our separate ways.

I went down to the spa one evening. As I was enjoying the hot water and bubbly jets. Two women came and got in. They sat close on either side of me and introduced themselves. It was only a couple minutes before I felt a hand exploring my package, over my trunks. She whispered in my ear, “I wish they would let us use the hot tub naked. It would be more fun.”

I am thinking that the stories about a man being able to get all the sex he wants, in retirement communities, might be true, but in my mind, I would still rather be spending time with their granddaughters. ______________________________________________________

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